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The Yin and Yang of life

He awoke and lifted himself over her, giving her a gentle kiss on her forehead. "[member="Breanna Volsh"]." He whisper quietly lowering his head and placing his ear lightly on her stomach. As if trying to hear the little ones, there was apart of him feeling he excitement of having little ones. But there was the part of him that knew that there will have to be a huge change in him in order to raise the little ones. He knew the he couldn't leave her side for his personal missions as often as he did before in order for him to help raise the little ones. There was always the option, if they were force sensitive, he would send them to the Sanctum. He let out a sigh, could he really do that like his family did to him and leaving them with a master and never see them again? Doubtful. He held Bree closely almost as if he didn't want to let go and raised his head once more to kiss her lightly on her lips.
 
For the first time in a long time Bree watched Jericho he seemed to be struggling with something. The gentleness that few rarely saw she could feel each time he reached over and touched her stomach.

Was he trying to reach them with the force? Was that possible? Could he talk to them even now?

Oh Jericho she thought. His eyes said many things to her today it was a reminder that there was a reason he was called the Ghost, and she knew that his body covered in scars and tattoos told of the many battles he fought. Bree stroked Jericho's skin lightly with the pads of her fingers. A soft breeze from a nearby window kept them cool.

She knew he had killed people she did not fool herself into thinking he had not. She could see him hunting them, tracking them and then watching the light leave their eyes. But. That did not make him evil but she knew that what he did took pieces of him. Every life he had taken had slowly taken pieces of his soul, their children she hoped, would help to heal the scars.

Bree stretched out her hand and laid it on Jericho's shoulder, "What is it Jericho, what is troubling you?" She had known that this news would affect him.

[member="Jericho"]
 
The warrior moved above her inbetween her legs and lightly press a hand on her hips and the other on her left side just under her arm. "Bree..." He whispered with a slight coo in his voice. He placed his forehead on hers, there was so much he wanted to say, so much he wanted to explain to her and why he felt so conflicted. But he kept himself from doing so, he didn't wish to stress her more than she might have been, she had her own life to deal with and she had to bare his children. He would do anything to keep her as relaxed as possible with their time together, that was the least that he could do for now. When the time comes, he would show her and their children just the man he could be....wanted to be. He lightly kissed her lips and then deepened it pressing against his warm body against hers. This time he'll do what he could to keep her relax instead the other way around. Almost hesitantly he spoke; "Do you...Need..Anything?" He asked.

[member="Breanna Volsh"]
 
[SIZE=12pt]What did she need, did she need anything. Strange she didn’t feel like she needed anything. As his lips met hers she couldn’t think straight his presence took away her reason. The heat shared between them was searing.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She had wanted this time with him, wanted to see his reactions in person not over some holo. He was having problems but he was handling it. Time would give him more comfort more time to think on the situation.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]“I might like chocolate later” She smiled as she watched him, “I have you and I will have them, I don’t think I need much more.” She was being naïve right now she knew that she needed things but that was for later this was for.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Now was just about them.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]The beach.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]The bedroom.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]And being together.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]“Do you think we could go swimming today? Cook on the beach?” She smiled she loved food she loved outside, the beach ever since Naboo she loved the beach.[/SIZE]

[member="Jericho"]
 

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